1 day ago
Seascape - James Hamilton
, genre: marina, style: Romanticism, tags: Mountainous landforms, Sky, Mountain, Mountain range, Atmospheric phenomenon, Cloud, Atmosphere, Geological phenomenon, completition: 1865.
https://uploads8.wikiart.org/images/james-hamilton/seascape-1865.jpg
3 days ago
🎨 What role does art play in social change? Can a single piece of art spark a movement? Share your thoughts and examples of art that has inspired change! #ArtForChange #SocialImpact #ArtDiscussion
4 days ago
green trees beside lake under cloudy sky during daytime
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1603641283512-a4a7bb35f4b1?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
7 days ago
Untitled - Jackson Pollock
, genre: figurative, style: Abstract Expressionism, gallery name: Museum of Modern Art (MoMA), New York City, NY, US, completition: 1945.
https://uploads4.wikiart.org/untitled(3).jpg
12 months ago
Message
Upon a mailbox
I did stumble
And all that I wished
Was to leave a message
Perfect, like they were.
This is what I left:
I want to leave a message
Something Beautiful
And touching
Yet witty
And humorous
Intelligent
But not pretentious...
I guess this will work
I love you.
That is all.
Upon a mailbox
I did stumble
And all that I wished
Was to leave a message
Perfect, like they were.
This is what I left:
I want to leave a message
Something Beautiful
And touching
Yet witty
And humorous
Intelligent
But not pretentious...
I guess this will work
I love you.
That is all.
12 months ago
The Mulberry Tree - Henry Herbert La Thangue
, genre: landscape, style: Impressionism, tags: Tree, Bank, Shore, Woody plant, Sky.
https://uploads4.wikiart.org/images/henry-herbert-la-thangue/the-mulberry-tree.jpg
12 months ago
Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds
Light winged smoke, the one to blame,
Creeping out from my minds clear flame.
Silvery surface of my imagination,
Fading to black, from all accusation.
I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts,
Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed.
Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top,
But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop.
Purple terminology filling me instead,
Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads.
Great waves from an ocean so blue,
I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true.
Whats left, in this world thats fake?
Just I, rusting with the mistakes.
Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby,
Take me now, I'm ready to die.
Light winged smoke, the one to blame,
Creeping out from my minds clear flame.
Silvery surface of my imagination,
Fading to black, from all accusation.
I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts,
Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed.
Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top,
But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop.
Purple terminology filling me instead,
Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads.
Great waves from an ocean so blue,
I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true.
Whats left, in this world thats fake?
Just I, rusting with the mistakes.
Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby,
Take me now, I'm ready to die.